A/N: Hello readers! This is a rewrite of one of my past stories which had the same name. I really liked the story idea, but the execution wasn't up to par. I hope you enjoy reading and please review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. It belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.

"Eitan, where have you been?" The girl hissed, her dark brown eyes flashing as she pulled the boy into the house. "Do you know how worried I was? An entire week without any means of contact! Do you understand what that feels like?" Before he could answer, she did it for him. "No! Because neither Abilene nor I do anything like this!" She threw down his wrist and began to pace about the kitchen, muttering angrily to herself. After a few minutes, she turned back to him. "Well?" She raised an eyebrow. "Are you going to explain yourself any time soon?"

"I was just waiting until you calmed down," Eitan replied coolly, throwing his pack onto the kitchen table. He grabbed an apple off the counter and began eating.

"You look filthy," the girl commented, her nose scrunching in disgust. She grabbed a small cloth and dipped it in the bucket of water. "At least wipe your face." She threw the towel at him.

He adeptly caught it and set down the apple core. He had to gather his thoughts and how and what exactly to tell Arella. All the tales that had been doubted, the contempt and maltreatment his family had received because of their belief in them would end with the item he had recovered. He lifted his eyes to hers and began speaking.

"Arella, I found it." In response to the questioning raise of her eyebrow, he added, "The Necklace of the Gods, the necklace in the stories Grandfather used to tell us."

Arella gave a weary sigh and massaged her temples. "Eitan, when are you going to give up these silly ideas of demons and angels? They don't exist."

"If Gods exist, why can't demons and angels? To you, Grandfather's stories may only be stories, but they wouldn't exist if there wasn't some truth behind it."

"Eitan, you need to stop living in childhood fantasies. You're a grown man now, and you have responsibilities. If you don't find a wife, then you should at least look for some work. I just…Abilene and I need you, Eitan. You know I can only do so much as a woman."

"I know," Eitan murmured guiltily, "but just look at this first," he continued, unwilling to give up. "It really is the Necklace of the Gods. We can use it to clear our names as believers of fantasy and then sell it. We can use the money to change our futures." Eitan stood excitedly and opened his pack. He pulled out a gold necklace that shined in the firelight. Attached were three solid gold pendants, each of which was carved with a symbol. The first was a crescent moon, the second a three branch with leaves, and the third the sun.

While Eitan looked at the necklace with admiration, fear was present in Arella's eyes. "You need to get rid of it, Eitan."

"Why?" Eitan looked up suddenly, subconsciously pulling the necklace closer to him.

"Having that necklace will bring the wrath of the Gods upon us. Return it to where you found it, get rid of it—I don't care!"

"No!" Eitan yelled back, stuffing the necklace in his shirt. "The Gods will not be vengeful when they see my act was for the benefit of our family."

"They do not think like we do!" Arella replied, her fists clenching. "If they are angered, they will punish! They do not care about earthly, human matters!"

Before Eitan could reply, a small voice spoke up hesitantly, "Eitan? Arella? Why are you fighting?"

Both turned to the entryway. Their little sister, long brown hair askew, stood close to the wall, biting her lip, her strange blue eyes luminescent in the firelight.

Arella was the first to respond. "I'm sorry, love." She walked over and picked up her sister. "Eitan and I were just talking. We didn't mean to wake you up."

"Hello Abilene," said Eitan softly, heading toward the pair. He reached out a hand and smoothed down Abilene's hair. "How are you?"

"Sleepy," Abilene murmured, yawning as she laid her head on Arella's shoulder.

"Sorry about waking you up," he replied. "Here, I'll take you back to bed." He removed Abilene from Arella's arms. He cradled her close as he walked to the bedroom and laid her on the blankets. He pulled another blanket up to her chin and stood to leave. Abilene grabbed the back of his shirt, stopping him.

"Yes, Abilene?"

"What necklace were you and Arella talking about?" She asked curiously, laying on her side and placing her hands underneath her cheek.

"The Necklace of the Gods," Eitan answered truthfully, enthusiastically as he sat down at her side.

"From the stories?" Abilene questioned eagerly, sitting up. Her eyes were lit, a grin on her face.

"Yes, from the stories. And I have the necklace right here." Eitan pulled the necklace from underneath his shirt. He handed it to Abilene whose mouth was open in awe. She hesitantly reached out a hand, retracted it, and reached out again. Her fingers glided over the pendants. Abilene gave a small gasp and pulled back as the carvings on the pendants began to glow.

"What's happening?" She asked in disbelief, lifting her eyes to Eitan's.

"I don't know," he answered. "I can't remember anything like this being mentioned in the stories."

A sudden scream snapped the pair out of their thoughts.

"Arella!" Abilene yelled worriedly, scrambling to her feet. She rushed to the door, tripping over herself. She threw the door open and ran out, Eitan on her heels, calling her name. Abilene stopped at the entrance to the kitchen, her eyes wide with shock. Arella lay on the floor, a large pool of dark liquid staining her nightgown and the floor beneath her. Standing over Arella was a tall, muscular figure clothed in white. He glowed unnaturally, lighting up the whole room.

"Arella," Abilene whimpered. Her call caused the man to raise his head and turn. Abilene flinched when his light, translucent eyes met hers. He took a step toward her.

"Who are you?" Eitan demanded, pushing Abilene behind him. "What did you do to my sister?"

The man said nothing. He raised a hand and clenched it into a fist. Eitan suddenly grabbed at his throat, producing choking sounds. The man watched emotionlessly as Eitan collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain and panic. When he fell, the necklace slipped out from underneath his shirt and clattered to the ground.

"Eitan! Eitan!" Abilene ran to him. She dropped beside him, crying. "Stop it! Please stop it!" She begged the man. "What do you want? Take what you want and stop this! Please stop!"

The man continued to ignore her as he again raised his hand. The necklace shook slightly but made no other movement. His eyebrows creased slightly, the only show of emotion he had displayed thus far. He moved forward to retrieve the necklace. Abilene continued to cry, pleading with the man to stop. Eitan was losing consciousness.

The man stooped down and grabbed the necklace. His eyes glanced over Abilene as he turned and made to leave.

"No! Eitan! No!" Abilene sobbed as Eitan went still. Tears poured down her cheeks as she shook him, as if hoping he would wake. "Eitan!" She raised her head and screamed after the man, who had yet to leave. "Give them back! Give my brother and sister back! You monster! Give them back!"

A bright, blinding light illuminated the room. The man turned around, eyes widening. The child released an unnatural glow not unlike the man's. She had fallen silent, her eyes shut as though asleep.

"No," he murmured angrily. "No. You cannot wake again, monster. I will not let you." He raised a hand and a ball of fire began to form. He threw it in Abilene's direction.

A woman suddenly appeared, and with a simple flick of her wrist, the fireball died out. Her long, golden hair was simply braided, her dark eyes serious. She was also clothed in white, her skin radiating the same unearthly glow as Abilene and the man.

"What are you doing?" The man hissed, another fireball forming in his hand. "Do you know what that child is?"

"Do you take me for a fool, Mardik?" The woman countered, her voice sweet and light as air. She stepped aside and looked down at Abilene with soft, compassionate eyes. "It is neither she nor Gaia that must be blamed. It is with us and the way we raised our daughter that sealed her fate." She reached out a hand as if to stroke Abilene's hair, but she paused and pulled her hand away.

"I will not let this child live," Mardik threatened. As though to emphasize his point, he released more fireballs, few of which even made it past the woman before they were nullified by a seeming unknown force. "Why do you protect her? You know the doom she will bring if allowed to live."

"She will have nothing even if she lives," the woman answered sadly. "You have already taken the only family she has."

"Filthy humans," the man sneered, his face twisting in disgust.

The woman's eyes flashed and the fire from the fireplace went out, but the glow from Abilene and the two Gods continued to illuminate the small kitchen. "Do not speak of humans that way, Mardik. You know nothing about them and the struggles and hopes they hold dear to them."

"You should also mention their thievery," said Mardik, holding up the necklace.

"And you should realize the reasons why he stole the necklace," the woman responded within seconds of his statement. "And to have taken the necklace requires cunning, strategy, and bravery. It is a nontrivial task. You cannot deny this, Mardik."

"Even so, it was not right of him to steal the necklace in the first place. If you let them go, they will tell the world which will begin to view us as forgiving and weak. We will no longer hold their respect. You cannot deny this, Elynia. If I am not allowed to kill her…"

Elynia steadily lifted her eyes to Mardik's. "Is it too hard to let her live? To bring back her family?"

"Yes," Mardik answered immediately. Suddenly his eyes narrowed and a malicious grin crossed his face. "She and her entire family can live…as cursed beings." He held up the necklace for Elynia to see. "Three pendants, three hosts…perhaps it is fate."

"Mardik," Elynia began, but before she could do anything, he had broken apart the necklace and pressed one of the pieces into the Arella's heart.

"What are you doing?" Elynia snapped, grabbing his wrist.

"It's too late, Elynia," Mardik answered. "The others need a host…now." He shook off her hand and inserted another piece into Eitan. The third and final piece went into Abilene's heart. "It was you who gave them this fate." Mardik turned to Elynia. "They could have died tonight and moved on to the afterlife to be reborn. Instead, they will be trapped on this earth for all eternity." He gave a quick, cutting laugh before disappearing without a trace.

"Why, Mardik?" She murmured, watching as the three bodies rose, their bodies glowing a soft, dark red. On each one, a small tattoo was engraved in their skin, reflecting the pendant that had been inserted into their hearts. Eitan had received the sun; Arella the moon; Abilene the tree branch. Elynia stood at their heads, watching gravely as their bodies became engulfed in cocoons of light.

"I…am sorry," she said, although she knew it was pointless. "Even if it does not make a difference, this is all I can do." She closed her eyes and lifted a finger in front of her face. She whispered an indecipherable chant under her breath. Her eyes opened as her finger swept over the bodies. "Even if you are cursed, you will each be reincarnated every five hundred years." She turned to Arella's body. "You are an angel, an Arella. Only four of your kind will ever be present on this earth. Although your numbers will be fewer than the Demons, you shall have powers strong enough to defeat them, most especially when the moon watches over you. Your duty is to protect one another, and most especially Gaia, from the Demons."

Next, Elynia turned to Eitan's body. "You will be a Demon, bearing the hardest burden for you stole the Necklace of the Gods. Only the four Masters of your kind will be reincarnated as Demons every thousand years. You will feed off the souls of human beings, using their blood to seal the souls within you. The powers of the sun give you strength and it is during this time that you must hunt."

At last, Elynia gazed upon Abilene's cocooned body; she was silent a few moments before she began. "You, my Gaia, are neither Arella nor Demon. You will have no powers or distinctive features; you will seem like any normal human being. However, the Demon Masters will continuously hunt you for the powers you possess for you are a child of the Gods and so hold powers not unlike us. As such, I have asked the Arellas to protect you. Your revival will not be a trivial task, but I hope it will never come to that."

Elynia stepped back from the three bodies. "Now I send you off to begin your lives anew and to hopefully never meet." She watched as the bodies became mere spheres of light and disappeared. Not long after, so did she, the small home of the three previous occupants burning to the ground.

A/N: Well, I hope you enjoyed the prologue of Eternal Sacrifice. Please review and enjoy the next chapter!